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Monday, 31 October 2016

Want some sexy menage a trois paranormal to spice up your Halloween? Check out my novels BITE MARK and CLAW MARK and submerge yourself in London's secret underworld full of sexy of vampires. What's more BITE MARK is only 99c/99p - for a few days only.

Life in London as a butcher girl was hard enough, but when my best friend Denny went missing it became miserable. Stumbling into the Worshipful Company of the Ancient Order while searching for him was like a breath of fresh air. Especially because sexy, sophisticated Aimery promised to help me.

But Aimery’s friend Ryle wanted in on the action. My head was spinning, my body reacting to theirs whenever they were around. But I had questions: What was their obsession with my rare blood type? How did they always appear when I needed them? And how old were they?

Learning the truth about my lovers brought new fears and delights. They could take me higher than I’d ever gone before, show me pleasures I’d never imagined and were prepared to kill to protect me. Being mortal had never been so much erotic fun—or so deliciously dangerous.

Inside Scoop: This story ends on a cliffhanger—but don’t worry, Claw Mark will release soon to quench your thirst!

* please note, Bite Mark was previously published with different cover art *

Being married to two sexy vampires is as exciting as it is dangerous. One minute I’m on top of the world, ecstasy my best friend, the next I’m running for my life. But it’s okay with Aimery and Ryle at my side—they’ve sworn to love and protect me and keep me satisfied until I’m old and gray.

But when everything crashes down, literally, I can see no way out of the darkness—death my best option. Until, that is, two unusual men who live in the Canadian Rockies come bounding to my aid.

Gentle Caleb and prickly Isaac have secrets. They’re full of passion, desire, love and lust and their isolated lives weaved with mystery. But I know what they are. I’m not completely naive. I’m also craving some serious satisfying, a distraction from my dilemma, and it seems these guys are up for the job.

Will I ever be normal again? Or will my life always be turbulent, terrifying and tempting beyond belief? Nothing is certain in a world of vampires and shifters.

* please note, Claw Mark was previously published with different cover art*

Sunday, 30 October 2016

To celebrate Halloween, my sexy vampire novel BITE MARK is on offer at just 99c/99p

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Life in London as a butcher girl was hard enough, but when my best friend Denny went missing it became miserable. Stumbling into the Worshipful Company of the Ancient Order while searching for him was like a breath of fresh air. Especially because sexy, sophisticated Aimery promised to help me.

But Aimery’s friend Ryle wanted in on the action. My head was spinning, my body reacting to theirs whenever they were around. But I had questions: What was their obsession with my rare blood type? How did they always appear when I needed them? And how old were they?

Learning the truth about my lovers brought new fears and delights. They could take me higher than I’d ever gone before, show me pleasures I’d never imagined and were prepared to kill to protect me. Being mortal had never been so much erotic fun—or so deliciously dangerous.

Inside Scoop: This story ends on a cliffhanger—but don’t worry, Claw Mark is out now to quench your thirst!

WHOOT! We're celebrating 250 Sunday Snogs, what an achievement and I think I've been around for all of them - nearly. So to say thank you to everyone who stops by my blog, I've got BITE MARK, my steamy, threesome vampire novel, on offer at just 99c/99p - that's a lot of sexy for your buck!

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Life in London as a butcher girl was hard enough, but when my best friend Denny went missing it became miserable. Stumbling into the Worshipful Company of the Ancient Order while searching for him was like a breath of fresh air. Especially because sexy, sophisticated Aimery promised to help me.

But Aimery’s friend Ryle wanted in on the action. My head was spinning, my body reacting to theirs whenever they were around. But I had questions: What was their obsession with my rare blood type? How did they always appear when I needed them? And how old were they?

Learning the truth about my lovers brought new fears and delights. They could take me higher than I’d ever gone before, show me pleasures I’d never imagined and were prepared to kill to protect me. Being mortal had never been so much erotic fun—or so deliciously dangerous.

Inside Scoop: This story ends on a cliffhanger—but don’t worry, Claw Mark is out now to quench your thirst!

* please note, Bite Mark was previously published with different cover art *

“You have a very rare blood type,” Aimery said, cocking his head and again licking his lips.

“Yes, I know,” I said a little dreamily. “I have to store some in the local hospital, my mother always did before she passed too.”

“Bombay,” he said. “Truly a delicacy.”

I tugged my hand from his.

This time he released me.

“What the hell.” Despite feeling dreamy, I jumped up and scooted to the middle of the room. “How would you know about my blood type?”

“I just tasted it.” He stood also, towering over me.

I rammed my hands on my hips. This wasn’t making any sense. “No one has ever heard of my blood group. Barely anyone in the world has it and if it wasn’t for some throwback gene of mine I wouldn’t either.”

“Hardly sensible to go into a profession where cutting yourself is a daily hazard, then.” He smiled, almost lazily.

It was the first time I’d seen him even vaguely relaxed since I’d met him.

“You didn’t answer my question,” I snapped. “Again.”

He broadened his smile, kept his eyelids heavy and reached out and stroked the back of his thumb down my cheek.

I hitched in a breath. His proximity, the way he smelled this close up—sweetly spiced, like man and sex—filled my senses. But I wanted answers. I was confused, angry, scared, turned-the-hell-on by him. How did he know my blood group just from tasting it?

“You really don’t know how special you are, do you?” he murmured.

Suddenly his lips were on mine. Lips that had been wrapped around my finger moments ago were moving, soft and pliant, teasing my mouth open. I felt helpless to resist. I didn’t want to. Aimery was class-A gorgeous, despite his overenthusiasm for sucking my blood.

He delved into my mouth, the tip of his tongue searching and tangling with mine.

I joined in, played the game, opened up and tilted my head to deepen our kiss. Allowed myself to fall into the delicious flavor of him and the fantastical moment.

Suddenly I remembered why I was there.

Denny.

“No.” I stepped backward, away from him and toward the door. “Aimery, what are you doing? I thought you were going to help me find my friend.”

“I am.” He rubbed his temple. “I will.”

“But—”

“Come back tomorrow.” He sighed. “I will have news of Denny by then.”

“How can you know that?” I shook my head and watched him fold his long body into the chair by the fire. He crossed his legs, hooked his hands over the arms and rested his head back, as though preparing for a nap.

“I just know,” he said. “Trust me.”

“What makes you think I can trust you after…after that?”

“Because,” he said, settling his gaze on me, “you, Beatrice, have just become my world and I will do anything to make you happy.”

My heart rate rocketed and it was going like the clappers anyway. “Don’t be so ridiculous, we’ve only just met.”

“I’ve met lots of people, and I’ve always known whether they are special within a few short hours of becoming acquainted and you, well…” He paused and crossed his arms. “And you, let’s just say, it just took me a while to get past all those other smells you had lingering around you. But now that I have I know that you are indeed very special.”

His riddles and overzealous declarations suddenly irritated the hell out of me. “Oh, this is ridiculous,” I said, turning and striding to the door. “You’re just too weird, all this smelling me and sucking my blood. What are you, a bloody vampire or something?”

“Beatrice,” he said wearily. “Do not go, not yet.”

I turned as I reached for the handle. “It’s Bea, not Beatrice. And I’m going because this is freaky. I thought you were going to help me find Denny.”

“I will. Please, come back tomorrow and I promise I won’t disappoint you.”

Annoyance gnawed at me. I pulled open the door and stepped into the hallway. I slammed the door so hard a picture of a wolf shot through the neck with an arrow lurched on its hook.

Saturday, 29 October 2016

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday. I do love Halloween, and bang on theme here is a few from TAKE ME my sexy shifter novel, just out this month.

Megan’s weekend just took a dangerous, sexy turn…

What's not to love about a girl’s weekend in Dublin? Megan Sanders loves being out on the town and out on the pull with her mates, but unfortunately, she’s attracted the attentions of a man with downright murderous intentions.

Seth Martin knows vampire Samuel Bennington is evil, and only his pack of elite wolf shifters can protect Megan. That is, if they can convince her that she needs their help.

Soon Megan finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of fear and lust. She's being hunted for her blood, yes, but she's also crazy about the guy who has sworn to protect her. But which man will win? Will her blood sate Bennington's hunger, or will Seth remind her why it's good to be alive, and give her pleasure beyond anything she's known before?

“Sounds like you’ve had a rough time.” He slipped his hands around her waist and settled them in the small of her back. He pulled her so their bodies touched.

She placed her hands on his chest, absorbed the heat and the hardness of his torso beneath the material of his T- shirt.

“And, for the record,” he said quietly, “the guy must have been crazy to have lost you. You’re special.”

“You think?”

“Yes. You’re brave and kind and...”

“What?”

He lowered his head, his lips only a whisper from hers. “And you do deserve some fun.”

“What kind of fun?” She stared into his eyes.

“You tell me.” He ran his hands to her ass and squeezed gently.

“Sexy fun?” she suggested, wondering if she was pushing too far. But hell, the guy was groping her butt...

“If that’s what you want.”

“Yes.” She went up on tiptoes so their mouths met, and pressed her lips to his.

Instantly he took control of the kiss, sweeping his tongue against hers. He released a small moan and dragged her closer.

His beardy stubble tickled her chin, and the heat of his body blasted onto hers.

She reached up and circled her hands around the back of his neck, squeezing nearer. Damn, the guy was big and he tasted divine. A little of the red wine he’d sipped but also of something sexy and rich.

He cupped her buttocks and, in one swift movement, hoisted her upward so she was at face level with him.

She broke the kiss and wrapped her legs around his waist.

“You sure about this?” he asked, studying her intently. “I’m not good at stopping once I get started.”

“Yes.” Oh God, the passion in his eyes, his need for her, it was clear to see. “And I won’t want you to stop.”

He kissed her again, walking as he did so. Next thing she knew they were in the bedroom.

She threaded her fingers through his thick hair, enjoying the feel of it on her skin.

He pulled back, breathing hard though the expression in his eyes was soft. “I need you naked.”

Thursday, 27 October 2016

The critically acclaimed paranormal/ghost erotic short
story, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor by
Lucy Felthouse, is now available in audiobook format. Narrated by voice artist Xanthia
Bloom, you can now listen to this spooky tale on the go!

Blurb:

When Stephanie and Jenny go to a Murder Mystery Halloween
weekend at Wilderhope Manor, they’re expecting fun and games. But following
creaky floorboards, spooky noises and an alarming encounter in the Manor’s
grounds, the girls begin to wonder if there’s more to Wilderhope Manor than
meets the eye. As they find frequent comfort in one another’s arms – and their
bed – will the girls discover what’s causing the bumps in the night, or will
they run scared?

“The passion and humour Lucy injects into all her characters
is a real delight… they have such depth and scream sexuality along with the
cries of terror, the chemistry of the two as they share their toe curling
sensual kisses and have fun in the library is wonderful and makes for a really
enchanting read. Weekend at Wilderhope Manor was Short, Sweet and Spooky… One
for the Things that go bump and make you want to hump pile!” 5 out of 5, Erotic
Whispers

“Among the festivities, the authentic relationship between
Stephanie and Jenny comes through in a playful manner, and the chills build. A
classic and sexy ghost story, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor titillates on
multiple levels.” Night Owl Reviews Magazine

“Stephanie and Jenny are so expressive in their love for
each other it makes this story practically burst in flames. They spend so much
time heating up the sheets that the rest of the story is merely a byline to
their love affair. I would really like to see them be more interactive with
their surroundings, but the sexual exploits are top notch. This is a great
treat and will easily warm up any chilly day.” Coffee Time Romance

Author
Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the
award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern
Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love
Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including
novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 150 publications to her name.
She owns Erotica For All, and is one
eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out
more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk,
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Wednesday, 26 October 2016

Caught on Camera is my steamy Male/Male serial set in the UK and Las Vegas. Each story is fine as a standalone read but put them all together and they make up one seriously hot novel. What's even better is PART ONE is absolutely FREE!

Lights. Camera. Action. The life of an international porn star might be glamorous, satisfying and well paid but it’s also hard work—very hard—in every sense of the word!

So it’s just as well Reece Carter is up for the job and has the sexiest co-star imaginable, Cade Davenport. They’re the hot new stars of GP Productions latest blockbuster, Slippery Slots, set in Las Vegas, and they can’t wait to get naked and get started.

With scripts to learn, wardrobe to contend with and a whole host of new experiences to look forward to, Reece takes the bull by the horns and jumps on for the ride. What he doesn’t bargain on, though, is finding love alongside his fat pay cheque.

But is the feeling mutual? And what happens when a cowboy, a box of intriguing props and a trip to a BDSM dungeon gets thrown into the scene?

Can Reece handle the heat? Is he really capable of performing before an audience? And will Cade be there when he needs him most?

Grab the first book in my HOT ICE series, HIRED, for FREE from all good ebook retailers. Then don't miss the next 6 books in the series, all of which are fine as standalone reads but if you read them in order you'll meet the hero of the next book as you go.

Tuesday, 25 October 2016

Businessman
Will has hoped to meet musician Josh for so long, he’s astonished and elated
when Josh finally notices and pursues him at one of the band’s gigs.

After
a heady night of love, Josh is devastated when Will turns out to be a
millionaire. He’s not a hustler. He couldn’t take and he couldn’t compete. He
retreats into his music.

Will
is sure they could have something special and tries to prove his love for Josh
in the only way he knows how. Trouble is—it’s the wrong way.

Josh
is shocked to discover he can’t forget Will.

They
want each other. Their chemistry is scorching.

But
Josh is running in the opposite direction as Will longs to love him.

Can
love triumph?

Josh
saw Will at one end of the bar and his heart leapt. Flutters started up in his
stomach and he took a deep breath trying to steady himself. The encounter had
rocked him to the core. He’d never in his wildest dreams expected to feel the
way he did about a man whose name he still didn’t know. I want to, though. I want to know all about him. I want him in my life,
and from the way he responded, he wants me bad. That’s great. I need it.

He
watched the play of emotions cross Will’s face as he approached and stood close.

“Hi.
I’m Josh Winters and you are…?” He grinned mischievously.

“Will—Will
Trenton.” Will’s eyes held warmth, affection, and desire.

A
spark of recognition lit in Josh’s mind. “That’s a familiar name, but I
wouldn’t have been able to put a face to it. Are you famous or something?” He
gestured to the bartender.

“A
beer thanks—and for you?” He gave Will a tender look designed to tell the guy
he liked him a lot.

“The
same but let me … let me get them.”

Josh
shook his head. “We have a tab.”

He
saw a look of worry flit through Will’s eyes.

“It’s
really okay, Will.” Josh moved even closer to Will. The toe of one boot touched
the toe of Will’s. He gazed into Will’s eyes. Time slowed for Josh. This man
was even more attractive close up with his handsome face lit by the bar’s
sparkling white downlights. He took in the shade of stubble and wanted to bite
Will’s chin. He ached to grab Will and thrust his tongue between those perfect
lips. He recalled the way Will’s thick hair had felt as he grasped a handful. Softness
filled his stomach. He didn’t know if this was love, but it sure was
tenderness.

I’m
a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.

I
love music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and
words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence
is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home,
and I write.

What's not to love about a girl’s weekend in Dublin? Megan Sanders loves being out on the town and out on the pull with her mates, but unfortunately, she’s attracted the attentions of a man with downright murderous intentions.

Seth Martin knows vampire Samuel Bennington is evil, and only his pack of elite wolf shifters can protect Megan. That is, if they can convince her that she needs their help.

Soon Megan finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of fear and lust. She's being hunted for her blood, yes, but she's also crazy about the guy who has sworn to protect her. But which man will win? Will her blood sate Bennington's hunger, or will Seth remind her why it's good to be alive, and give her pleasure beyond anything she's known before?

“Need soaping up?” he asked, joining her and holding a small bottle of shampoo aloft.

“I think I just might.” She allowed the water to soak through her hair and turned her back to him.

He was close behind her, the tip of his cock grazing her skin. He slid his hands into her hair. Soon, the aroma of coconut and vanilla filled her nostrils as he tenderly and carefully worked the shampoo into a lather.

She sighed. It was heavenly. Her body relaxed and she leaned back against him.

Stroking her hair and rubbing her scalp, he began to let the water soak away the suds.

“That feels good,” she murmured.

“You feel good, next to me.” He slipped one hand around her body and held her tighter.

“Here.” She reached for a shower gel that sat on a small shelf. “I’m feeling dirty.”

He chuckled and held his hand out, palm up. “Perhaps I want to keep you dirty.”

She squirted a blob of the creamy liquid into his palm. “Maybe you should just finish what you started.”

He kissed her wet head. “Happy to oblige.”

Again she relaxed onto him as he used both hands to spread the gel over her body. He massaged her breasts, tweaked her nipples and smoothed it over her waist.

The water was bliss, his touch even more so. And his cock, so hard and thick, strained against the small of her back.

She had a sudden urge.

She turned within his arms, her soapy body sliding easily against his.

He looked mildly surprised. “What’s up, baby?”

“Nothing...well actually something is.” She took hold of his shaft. “Very up.”

“Ahh...yeah, that’s true.”

She grinned and gave his cock a few firm strokes. “Nice,” he said, his eyelids drooping.

“If you like that, you’ll like this a whole lot more.” She sank to her knees, folding them beneath herself.

“Baby.” His mouth hung slightly open, and he slotted his fingers into her hair.

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